Jesus is our common Lord
Jesus, Jehovah, God
Jesus, Lord, thy servants see
Jesus, Master of the feast
Jesus, my King, to thee I bow
Jesus, my life, thyself apply
Jesus, my Lord, I cry to thee
Jesus, my Master and my Lord
Jesus, my strength, my hope
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Jesus, soft, harmonious name
Jesus, the all-restoring Word
Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns.
Jesus, thee thy works proclaim
Jesus, the first and last.
Jesus, the gift divine I know
Jesus the good Shepherd is
Jesus, the infinite I AM.
Jesus, the name high over all
Jesus, the needy sinners' Friend
Let all that breathe Jehovah praise.
Let all who truly bear
Let earth and heaven agree
Let earth and heaven combine
Let everlasting glories crown
Let every tongue thy goodness speak
Let God, who comforts the distressed
Let him to whom we now belong
Let me alone another year
Let not the wise his wisdom boast
Let the beasts their breath resign
Let the redeemed give thanks and praise
Let the world their virtue boast
Let us join ('tis God commands)
Let Zion in her King rejoice
Lift up your hearts to things above
Lift your eyes of faith and see.
Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus
Light of life, seraphic fire
Light of those whose dreary dwelling.
Lo! God is here, let us adore
Tersteegen, trans. by J. Wesley 494
Lo! he comes, with clouds descending.
Lo! I come with joy to do
Long have I lived in grief and pain
Long have I sat beneath the sound
Long have I seemed to serve thee, Lord
Lord, and is thine anger gone
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Bid
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Fill
Lord, I adore thy gracious will
Lord, I believe a rest remains
Lord, I believe thou wilt forgive
Lord, I believe thy every word
Lord, I believe thy mercy's power
Lord, I despair myself to heal
Lord, if at thy command
Lord, if thou the grace impart.
Lord, I hear of showers of blessing
Lord, in the strength of grace
Lord, it belongs not to my care
Lord, let me know mine end.
Lord of all, with pure intent
Lord of earth, and air, and sea
Lord of Hosts, our God and Lord
Lord of the harvest, hear
Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows
Lord of the wide, extensive main
Lord of the worlds above
Hermann, trans. by Massie
My Father, my God, I long for thy love
My God, I am thine
My God, if I may call thee mine
My God, I know, I feel thee mine
My God, my Father, while I stray
My God, my God, to thee I cry
My God, the spring of all my joys
My gracious, loving Lord
My heart and voice I raise
My heart is fixed, O God, my heart
My heart is full of Christ, and longs
My life's a shade, my days
My Shepherd will supply my
My soul, inspired with sacred love
My soul, repeat his praise
My soul, through my Redeemer's care
My spirit on thy care
My sufferings all to thee are known
Now I have found the ground wherein Rothe, trans. by J. Wesley
O bless the Lord, my soul
O come and dwell in me
O come, O come, Immanuel
From the Latin, trans. by Dr. Neale
O come, thou radiant Morning Star
O crucified, triumphant Lord
O day of rest and gladness
O disclose thy lovely face
O filial Deity
Of old, O God, thine own right hand
O for a closer walk with God
O for a heart to praise my God
O for a thousand tongues to sing
O for that tenderness of heart
Oft I in my heart have said
Oft in danger, oft in woe
O glorious hope of perfect love
O God, at thy command we rise
O God, how often hath thine ear
O God, if thou art love indeed
O God, most merciful and true
O God, my God, my all thou art
God, my Hope, my heavenly Rest
O God my strength and fortitude
O God of all grace
God of Bethel, by whose hand
Kirke White and Miss Maitland
W.
O God, of good the unfathomed sea Scheffler, trans. by J. Wesley
O God, what offering shall I give J. Lange, trans. by J. Wesley
O let the prisoners' mournful cries
O let us our own works forsake
O Lord, how long shall heathens hold
O, Lord of hosts, whose glory fills
O Lord how good, how great art thou.
O Lord, thy faithful servant save
O Lord, turn not thy face away
O Lord, who by thy presence hast made light Spitta, trans. by
Once thou didst on earth appear
One thing with all my soul's desire
On thee, O God of purity
Open, Lord, my inward ear
O render thanks to God above
O Saviour, cast a gracious smile
O Saviour, whom this holy morn
O Sun of righteousness, arise
O that I could in every place
O that I could my Lord receive
O that I could repent, O that
O that I could repent, With all·
O that I could revere
O that I, first of love possessed
O that my load of sin were gone
Altered from Dr. H. More
St. Ambrose (died A.D. 397),
trans. by Chandler
O that thou would'st the heavens rent
Other ground can no man lay
O thou eternal Victim, slain
O thou faithful God of love
O thou God who hearest prayer
O thou, our Husband, Brother, Friend
O thou that hangedst on the tree
O thou that hear'st when sinners cry
O thou, to whose all-searching sight
O thou, who camest from above
O thou, who hast our sorrows borne
O thou, who hast redeemed of old
O thou, who when I did complain
O thou, whom fain my soul would love
W. H. Bathurst
Dr. Neale
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